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MY PORTRAIT . .
Portrait of Author. After Engraving by W. J. LINTON.

VOLK's Bronze Cast from Life-Mask. By permission of the CENTURY Co.
Walt Whitman

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THE V-A-S-E

Humorous.

James Jeffrey Roche

THE BRYANT VASE. Designed by JAMES H. WHITEHOUSE, of TIFFANY & Co.,
N. Y., the makers; presented to WM. CULLEN BRYANT, by popular subscrip-
tion, in June, 1876, commemorating his eightieth birthday in 1874. Now in the
Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City.

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The post.

Thow who wouldst wear the Grame

Of Poet midst thy brethren ofomankind And clothe, in words of flame, Thoughts that shall live within the general & runds Deem not the framing of a deathless lay The pastime of a drowsy Summer day.

Bur-gather all thy Powens,

And wreak them on the veide that thou dost weave,
And, in thy londy hourd.

At Vilent morning or at wakeful eve
While the trato current tingles through thy veins,
Set forth the burning world in flucens crramned.

No smooth array of phrase,
Artfully sought and ordered though it be,
Which the cold rhymer lagel

Upon the page wrote langued industry,
Can cake the listless pulse to livelier speed,
Or fill, with seedden tears, the eyed that reads

The secret wouldst thou know
To touch the heart or fire the blood at wills
Lot thine eyes derflow

Let thy lips quiver wists the passionate thrill,
Seize the great thought ere yet its power be past,
And bind in words, the fleet emotion fast

Then, should thy verse appear

balting and harsh and all unaptly wrought, Louch the coude line with fear,

Save in the moment of impassioned thoughts Then summon back the original glar and mind The actrain with Expture that wrth five was penned

Yet let no empty gust

Of passion find

I an utterance in

A blast that whirls the dast

thy lay,

Along the howling street and died away; Bur feelings of calm power and mighty sweep, Like currents journaging through the windless deep.

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MR. BRYANT'S LIBRARY AT CEDARMERE.

eem not the framing of a deathless lay

The pastime of a drowsy Summer dre

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